Chapter 21: Heartbeats Twenty-one "Sleeping on the left side or the right side"...

He raised his eyebrows and was silent.

Happy Thursday.

Is it because he is not here that you are happy?

His gaze swept across the gentle, white porcelain face. The flawless forehead was no longer red or swollen. The eyes looked at him quietly, as if waiting for his reply.

Somehow, the depression in my heart disappeared.

It might as well make her happier.

He looked ahead and opened his mouth:

"I won't go to the company tomorrow either."

Wen Huai paused, then said "Oh" after a while.

Looking at the busy traffic ahead, I thought about it and decided to start a conversation: "Is there anything I haven't finished yet?"

"Yes, I have some things to do." Xu Youjing saw that she didn't seem to care much about Tuesday, so he answered casually, and then added a dose of calmness, "Very busy."

"OK."

She sat down obediently and breathed a sigh of relief.

The feeling of loss was quickly replaced by relief.

She was thinking—

Fortunately we can meet in the morning.

It's nice to move in together.

Turning the steering wheel to the right, Xu Youjing caught a glimpse of someone who suddenly looked happy, and he gathered his thoughts.

He was right. She would be happy if she didn't go to the company.

She doesn't want to see him.

Then living together, isn't that asking too much?

There was still more than twenty minutes to go when Xu Youjing stopped at the green light intersection with five or six seconds left and asked the person in the passenger seat.

"Is moving really okay?"

Wen Huai didn't know why he suddenly asked this, and was afraid that he would regret it, so he quickly proved himself: "No problem!"

Seeing the hesitation in Bo Qian's eyes, she realized belatedly that her answer seemed to cause him trouble.

Xu Youjing was worried about something else and looked forward.

The red light will end in thirty seconds.

During these thirty seconds, she still has time to change her answer.

"If you're concerned about the old lady, you don't have to force yourself. I've told you, I'll go talk to you over there." He turned his eyes away from the dwindling seconds, "Wen Huai, give me your own answer."

Her answer...

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked in the direction where the last part of his voice faded, sighing that the dimness in the car obscured her panic.

A familiar smell permeated the car, but unlike before, it was mixed with something else. The two mixed together, it smelled surprisingly good.

She knew that this was from Xu Youjing.

Perhaps because she was greedy for the pleasant aroma, Wen Huai didn't want to smell it only briefly tonight. She tried: "We are married, isn't it normal to live together?"

"Um."

He nodded, still looking at her: "It's normal."

Wen Huai asked again: "Would you feel reluctant?"

"No," he replied, "Same as you."

The last two seconds ended and the green light came on.

Xu Youjing stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the smooth car body quickly crossed the white line and sped away in the turbulent night.

-

Wen Huai didn't have much luggage to bring, basically one suitcase would do the trick, but the boxes of clothes made it more difficult.

People carrying boxes were coming in and out, just like the day they moved in, but in the opposite direction.

Xu Youjing recognized the box and didn't even remove the seal. "Don't you like it?"

She shook her head. "There were too many. They couldn't fit in my closet, so I only opened one box."

He took the suitcase from her and walked towards the elevator. At this moment, the elevator door opened and a delivery boy recognized Wen Huai and smiled: "There is a delivery for you, please sign for it."

"good."

Taking his pen, Wen Huai quickly signed his name and said thank you.

Watching the elevator door close, she realized belatedly, "Why don't we go down with him?"

Xu Youjing laughed, "Wait."

Noticing the package in her hand, he tried to find a conversation: "What did you buy?"

"For Miaomiao..." she explained, "I bought this phone case for my good friend. I promised her last time."

"The one who answered the phone?"

"Yes." She hesitated, imitating his words awkwardly, "I'll introduce you to each other next time."

Xu Youjing curled his lips, "Okay."

...

By the time we reached Dongwei Road, it was completely dark. However, with the streetlights on both sides, the azure sky, tinged with orange, looked like a casually painted oil painting.

The villas in front of you are neatly arranged and in uniform colors. They are spaced far apart and there are flowers and plants planted in front of each villa.

The green vines are intertwined, the tender leaves are dotted with flowers, and the vitality blooms in the night.

On the way here, Wen Huai heard Xu Youjing talking on the phone with his family, and Aunt Ping was standing at the door to greet them warmly.

After entering the gate, the north-south facing room with simple decoration style seemed more spacious. Even the layout and color tone were very similar to Xuejiang Pavilion and Xu Youjing's home that she had visited once.

After Aunt Ping's brief introduction, Wen Huai also had an idea of ​​this three-story villa.

In addition to the basement garage, the penultimate floor also features an entire activity area, including a cinema. Further up, there's the brightly lit ground floor, home to the main living room and open kitchen.

"The master bedroom is on the third floor. There's also a guest bedroom and study. The study has great light, and the main window overlooks the swimming pool and back garden on the second floor." Aunt Ping smiled, looking back and forth between the two of them. "Would you like to have your luggage put in the master bedroom?"

"Give it to me, Aunt Ping."

Xu Youjing took it and said that he would take Wen Huai upstairs and asked her to prepare dinner.

"Okay, then you guys go ahead and we'll have dinner right away."

Aunt Ping continued to smile as she watched the elevator close.

When she came, Li Changying had told her to try to bring the couple together, saying they were new and didn't have much affection for each other. But she saw that Youjing was still very concerned.

When they reached the third floor, Wen Huai came out one step behind Xu Youjing. She followed the man forward, her palms sweating unconsciously.

Passing by the study, she was shocked by the floor-to-ceiling window inside and looked at it a few more times.

Xu Youjing noticed and walked a few steps slower, walking side by side with her. "The study is two rooms connected, so the lighting is better. If you don't want it to be so bright, there's an inner room."

"good."

Leaving the study, the sound of the suitcase wheels rolling on the floor seemed to be crushing her heart repeatedly.

Standing at the door of the room, the tightly closed black sinking wood door was heavy and mysterious. Although it was her first time here, Wen Huai had a hunch that this was the master bedroom.

A powerful arm suddenly came into view, and with a light click of slender fingers, the master bedroom door opened, revealing a simple, elegant gray-white hue. The white plush carpet at the entrance was the only incongruity in the cool-toned room.

Xu Youjing looked at her sideways: "Do you want to sleep on the left or the right?"

The hands hanging at her sides tightened, her eyes moved, but she still couldn't get over the defense in her heart, and said in a heavy tone: "Xu Youjing, can we not sleep together for now?"

She didn't dare to look up and kept explaining: "Although we have been married for a few months, we have only been together for a few days. I feel that our feelings are too shallow and we need to..."

"What else?" he asked.

The rising ending tone seemed to be a temptation, and Wen Huai stumbled: "Let's...get along for a while longer."

He chuckled: "After being together for a long time, can we sleep together?"

Shocked, she looked up at his smiling eyes and froze.

Every detail of his handsome face and facial features was the work of Nuwa. Because he was aloof and indifferent, even if he just twitched his lips slightly or acted perfunctorily, his elegant and eye-catching appearance would be ignored.

And at this moment, she saw clearly the smile in his eyes.

That already handsome face made her unable to take her eyes off it even more.

Xu Youjing had been joking for a while, but when he saw that she seemed frightened, he stopped smiling and explained, "The guest bedroom on the left is smaller and has a small balcony. The master bedroom on the right has great light and two large floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a wide view."

It turned out that she had misunderstood.

He had no intention of living with her.

The heat that had faded from his cheeks surged up again, and Wen Huai nodded awkwardly.

Xu Youjing didn't dare to advance any further and asked politely, "Which one do you want to live in?"

Both are fine, but if she said both were fine, she would be throwing the question back to him. In the workplace, the most taboo for a secretary is not to give a direct answer when the boss asks.

Unable to figure out Xu Youjing's thoughts and afraid that she had made the wrong choice, she came up with a relatively fair way to divide the rooms.

Xu Youjing stood casually with his arms crossed, and said with great interest, "Tell me about it."

Wen Huai: "Rock, paper, scissors."

"......" After two seconds of silence, he stretched out his hand, "Come on."

After three games, I don’t know if it was because Wen Huai was unlucky, but he didn’t win every time.

She lost the first game, but Xu Youjing gentlemanly suggested a best-of-three match, which led to her three consecutive losses.

Wen Huai compromised with some luck: "I'm willing to accept the loss."

"Okay, then you sleep in the master bedroom." Xu Youjing put the suitcase in and turned to ask her, "Is that okay?"

Wen Huai spoke in a doting tone, and nodded a little slowly. "But you win, you can choose the master bedroom."

"It doesn't say who wins and who gets to live. If I win, of course you'll listen to me."

Closing the door casually, he raised his chin towards her and said, "Come downstairs for dinner."

"good."

...

There were three dishes and a soup on the table, each one surprisingly delicious, with a beautiful appearance, aroma and flavor. Wen Huai was a fast eater to begin with, and now he was hungry again, so he forgot to restrain himself in front of the delicious food.

After a few chopsticks, Xu Youjing discovered that Wen Huai liked to pick up vegetables with the first two chopsticks, and she would not eat until someone at the table picked up meat dishes.

He discovered this when he was at the old house and just thought it was her habit.

It’s just this speed… He asked, “You eat so fast.”

Wen Huai still had something in his mouth and just nodded.

Thinking back to the last few times they'd eaten together, and the time they'd met when they were younger, Xu Youjing had never noticed her eating so quickly. She barely even looked at what she was eating, just stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it like she was completing a task.

It goes without saying that this is not normal.

Ask her: "Habit?"

She realized that what he meant was that eating quickly was a habit, and after thinking about it, she nodded.

Xu Youjing said nothing, put down his chopsticks and went to the kitchen. Not long after, he came back with a set of brightly colored tableware in his hand.

Wen Huai had already swallowed his food. Seeing him hand over the pair of chopsticks that children use to learn to eat, he was stunned: "What is this?"

"Try this." He sat down and kindly reminded me, "Eating too fast is bad for your stomach."

"Thanks."

Wen Huai fiddled with the chopsticks, not quite knowing how to use them.

Feeling the warmth on his fingertips, Xu Youjing reached out to help her insert the penis into the hole, then withdrew his hand without stopping.

"Thanks."

Wen Huai lowered his eyes and stared at his fingers, where the warmth of his fingertips still lingered. He picked up the rice mechanically, but it turned out that he couldn't do it any faster.

Xu Youjing took in all her actions and asked, "When did you develop this habit?"

When the past was mentioned, she lowered her eyes somewhat dejectedly: "After work."

Wen Huai's stomach was indeed in trouble because of her fast eating, overeating, and irregular eating habits. Her father had repeatedly warned her about this, but her disappointing internship experience after graduation had put her under immense pressure, and this habit wouldn't be easily changed.

Compared to before, her speed has slowed down a lot.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Xu Youjing didn't ask, but just said: "Fortunately, there is a set of baby food tableware at home."

There was silence in his ears. Xu Youjing was picking up some rice when he heard the muffled voice of the person opposite him asking:

“Why are there baby things in the house?”